Novel & Cerita Embers

he asked. The person from the other side of the door immediately answered with, “It is us, Mr. Ben. the Student Council members. We are currently looking for Ms. Hestia Leblanc.” the voice of Damian sounded from the other side of the door. Then Excami was the one who spoke next. “May we come in, Mr. Ben?” her voice was a bit demanding yet still sounding innocent and sweet.

Angela hugged them feeling emotional. "This is for you," a hand extended towards her carrying a wrapped box. She glanced up to find an unknown man standing in front of her, looking at her anticipatedly. Angela looked at him puzzled. He was a good looking man with impressive height. He must be in his late twenties. A good-natured smile sitting over his mouth which made him look friendly. "Umm..." " He is Reyes Lopez. The CEO of smile foundation," Ara introduced him to Angela enthusiastically. The NGO's name rung a bell for Angela. She put a smile on her face not sure what he was doign here on her birthday.

he asked "Yes, boss. Her background is clean. She is an orphan and a trusted friend of mine has recommended her name," "Hmmm..Alright, let me know about the interview. Don't hire her until I say so," he replied "Very well, boss," Robert responded Killian disconnected the call and put the phone back on the table. He closed his eyes and this time he fell asleep without a hassle.

Ben gave a funny look wondering if Ken's memory was gone indeed. Ben stood up showing readiness, "I be off now man. Have to check on the business, I stood in your place since your illness man, get well soon bro!" He gave a faint smile and bowed a little, lifting his right fist and touching the left side of his chest. That was the gang way of showing loyalty. "Thanks man." Ken bowed his head in approval. He watched Ben walk out the room, a satisfactory look took over his expression. Ken felt honoured he still had a loyal gang member after being in a coma for so long.

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I figure this particular visitor isn’t meant to be here, because I can practically see both Time and Thought bristle. “What’s going on? I question. “Someone is trying to get our attention. Trying to break in,” Time says. “That persons an Immortal, I can sense it. And by the sounds of it, it’s an immortal who wants Luella’s blood.”

She could’ve made it to the door unnoticed if they were humans, Kimberly thought to herself feeling slightly annoyed. “Sweetie, I know you must be hungry. I made…” “I need some fresh air.” Kimberly said, cutting her off. This made Christine really sad, Kimberly could see it. She was a bit touched and had wanted to immediately apologize, but she had to keep up her act. “O-okay. Go ahead.” Christine quietly said and turned around, returning back to the kitchen. # “Hello?” Alan answered his phone after two rings. “Hello, beta Alan. This is beta Donald from the white moon pack.”

Sexy? me: I didn't want to be a part of your pissing contest. And yes, I saved it as Mr. Conceited. I walk up to the apartment and notice that the door is not closed all the way. I take my pepper spray out of my purse and walk into the living room. There sits my sister in my camping chair that I have with the card table. She has her arms and legs crossed, and she is shaking her leg with impatience. "About time that you showed up. Done whoring yourself out to half the school?" She snarls.

he smirked which had me holding back a shiver, "could I possibly speak to you in private?" "Fat chance, buddy" my sister snarled, moving to stand beside me with folded arms, "you've got another thing coming if you think that's going to happen." "Tory," I warned, nudging her with my elbow, "I'm sorry, sir. I have no idea who you are so you'll understand my reluctance to follow you outside or let you into my home." "Of course," the man nodded curtly, fishing out a gold badge from his pocket, "I'm Agent Chambers. I'm with the FBI."

I Lyft to Gonner at seven thirty. Gonner is owned by a friend of Adrian so we frequented this club from time to time. When I see Zach, the bouncer at the door, I give him a smile. He nods his bald head to me and unlatching the rope to let me pass. Protests from those who’s been standing in line to get in shadows my way into the hottest club in New York City.